Pity For The Pious

[Verse 1] The pious pour their pity pure I can sell a little cure The burning flesh The sweetest smell I kiss the angel Burnt in hell I watch your fallen, boring fate As you sweat, and you masturbate I'm touching you but cannot feel But one small poke, and you will squeal [Chorus] Constantly commit, consume Creep onto your closing tomb [Verse 2] No whiskey welcomed at your door Not a light for your whore Not a word that I can hear The stench of shit tells me you're near [Chorus] Constantly commit, consume Creep onto your closing tomb Your god is gaping Your god is waiting Your terror rises To no surprises Your god is gaping Your god is waiting Your terror rises To no surprises [Verse 3] Mirror, mirror on the wall Dobermans are in the hall Mirror, mirror on the wall Take off that blindfold, face them all Mirror, mirror on the wall Dope bonanza in the mall Mirror, mirror on the wall Hold on tight, and I'll fuck you all [Chorus] Constantly commit, consume Creep onto your closing tomb Your god is gaping (My god is gaping) Your god is waiting Your terror rises (My god is gaping) To no surprises Your god is gaping (My god is gaping) Your god is waiting Your terror rises (My god is gaping) To no surprises [Outro] Mirror, mirror on the wall (My god is gaping) Your god is waiting Dobermans are in the hall Your terror rises Mirror, mirror on the wall (My god is gaping) To no surprises Take off that blindfold, face them all Your god is gaping Mirror, mirror on the wall (My god is gaping) Your god is waiting Dope bonanza in the mall Your terror rises Mirror, mirror on the wall (My god is gaping) To no surprises Hold on tight, and I'll fuck you all *Whimpers, moans, cries*